5/13/2006
empty
gazing at the sea & stars i wonder
what is there in my life
aimlessly wandering through the routines of today
i seek an ideal that i myself can't tell nor know
a hole in my heart where my soul leaks out
like a punctured water bottle
its contents diminishing day by day, year by year
until the day where there is no more
what would i become?
a heartless or soul-less being that strides in this world
seeking nothing or everything?
a tear breaks at my eyes, day and night
where emptiness truely clutches me deeply
hurting my mental state
would i become insane?
a silent demon of my self hate?
maybe that is why i cry
i fear that maybe, one day, that fear would be alive
what is there in my life
aimlessly wandering through the routines of today
i seek an ideal that i myself can't tell nor know
a hole in my heart where my soul leaks out
like a punctured water bottle
its contents diminishing day by day, year by year
until the day where there is no more
what would i become?
a heartless or soul-less being that strides in this world
seeking nothing or everything?
a tear breaks at my eyes, day and night
where emptiness truely clutches me deeply
hurting my mental state
would i become insane?
a silent demon of my self hate?
maybe that is why i cry
i fear that maybe, one day, that fear would be alive
// posted by Unknown @ 3:47 AM 
